Arranged Marriage

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Chapter 1

(Gaara POV)

I felt her leg brushing past mine as she tossed in her bed. Her skin was soft, softer than I had expected it to be. Lying in the very same bed with her was something I would never have thought about. I couldn't sleep anyways. A bed had been nothing than a place I wouldn't use for me. If I even had a bed in my room to begin with. Maybe it was just to fill space in the huge rooms Iused to live in? Either way, I couldn't sleep – I wasn't allowed to.

The cold metal on my finger was still irritating me. Whenever she was nervous she would twist it around and play with it. The ring that binds us together. Bonds – something I never had. Do you even want to be around me? I question I had asked myself a lot, yet I wouldn't want to know the answer. Now that I had finally made becoming like Naruto my goal, I wouldn't want to hear that she was just as scared as she was years ago when I had her crushed with my sand. Wrapped my fangs around her fragile body, ready to squeeze the last bit of blood out of her body.

How can she stand being around me? I remember her eyes when I first saw her again. When she raised her head to look at me, me who had grown close to a head taller than her.

I told her she was free to go, but she only responded that she was doing this for her clan. For the bond between Konoha and The Sand. You know Naruto the best. You who was on a Team with him, even if only for short. 4 People on one time, rare, but you were there. Looking down at me, believing I was the worst trash ever. I saw your eyes, I saw your fear, I saw how you wished for the ground to suck me away so your friends were free of pain and this world had one poor soul less to worry about it.

But I was here, I had survived – I had to survive. So here I was now, lying on the bed, on top of the blanket, my back leant against the cold wall.

I remember the day she and her grandmother stood in my door telling me she was supposed to marry me. Taking my chance to get a normal life, just like Naruto, I agreed. Was this my chance?

(Gaara POV End)

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The red haired man had crawled out of her bed just before the sun would burn down onto Suna's sand. Her hair was red aswell. Though the colour was alike, hers had some darker hints, while his was a pure red.

"Good Morning." he whispered monotonely while sitting on a chair on the opposite side of the room, facing the large bed. His hands crossed in front of his chest, his eyes fixed the body moving beneath the sheets until her pale feet touched the floor. "A-" Just as any ordinary human would, she was about to ask him wheter he was awake already, but it's not like Gaara slept, or had ever slept. Cutting herself short she streteched her 'A' pretending to be thinking. "Good Morning." she retorted and brushed her long hair behind her back as she leant forward to search for her slippers.

Just as she rose her head to look at the one whom she was supposed to refer as her husband to, her slippers appeared next to her feet. Most things he moved with the help of sand. It was as though to keep the distance. It had only been a week that she was here. And exactly a week too since ever their marriage. It was ridiculous to be married at the age of 15 to the Sand's Kazekage, but not so unusual among her clan. All they would think about was to secure that especially their daughters would have a good future. That's something she grew up with. And though,as much as her mother had fighted for her only daughter's freedom among three children, it was no use. Especially when the daugther was reckless enough to even agree, putting the future of the already small yet fairly strong clan, above hers. His opaque eyes bored into her while she finished dressing.

Though without doubt, his expression would soften every now and then, giving him a somewhat 'human' touch, she was careful nevertheless. Smiling softly at him, she hoped it would not offend him. His face muscles didn't move any. He did not return the smile, nor did he look angry. Was there a hint of an insecure feeling in his eyes? Sometimes she would wonder, wheter he even realizes what he has about life. Though he had changed for the better, the young woman still felt as though he would often just wander through life without realizing his surroundings. Just placing one foot in front of the other without watching where your feet are taking you.

Each Morning he would sit there and wait for her to wake up. Maybe having someone close to him, gave his life some kind of routine?

(Rika POV)

I rose from the bed and strode over to the closet. It was positionred right the way that if I opened the door, he would not see more than my ass. But I knew, he would look away either way.

"What are today's plans?" I asked, pretending not to have read the schedule before. I just wanted to get a conversation going. Hoping he would talk more than a singe word, he retorted with "Meeting." only. His deep voice, made his whole appearance evern scarier, though I was not afraid, not anymore. I had seen his weak spots, and I was to find out more. Or so I hoped. Hoping to understand him more, I had tried to start conversations with him. First I had noticed a blunt coldness each time a word passed his lips. But once he had gotten used to have a female around him, wearing the very same ring on her hand as me, his tone had softened a little. Not often, but each time as he felt comfortable. "You need to accompany me. It's in Konoha." he added.

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Pretty random, but came to my mind. Like the way it starts? If so, then review and I might continue. I am happy about every review. I amopen for suggestions about how to wrap this story up. So far, I have nothing set in my mind.

To all my other readers that read my previews fan fics already, I am sorry really. But work is keeping me so busy that I didn't get to finish the new chapters yet.